The two extortioners continued cold and motionless. Gigonnet silently pointed to the documents in his hand, and then at the servant. “Come into my study,” said des Lupeaulx, dismissing his valet by a sign. “You understand French very well,” remarked Gigonnet, approvingly. “Have you come here to torment a man who enabled each of you to make a couple of hundred thousand francs?” “And who will help us to make more, I hope,” said Gigonnet. “Some new affair?” asked des Lupeaulx. “If you want me to help you, consider that I recollect the past.” “So do we,” answered Gigonnet. “My debts must be paid,” said des Lupeaulx, disdainfully, so as not to seem worsted at the outset. “True,” said Gobseck. “Let us come to the point, my son,” said Gigonnet. “Don’t stiffen your chin in your cravat; with us all that is useless. Take these deeds and read them.” The two usurers took a mental inventory of des Lupeaulx’s study while he read with amazement and stupefaction a deed of purchase which seemed wafted to him from the clouds by angels. “Don’t you think you have a pair of intelligent business agents in Gobseck and me?” asked Gigonnet. “But tell me, to what do I owe such able co-operation?” said des Lupeaulx, suspicious and uneasy. “We knew eight days ago a fact that without us you would not have known till to-morrow morning. The president of the chamber of commerce, a deputy, as you know, feels himself obliged to resign.” Des Lupeaulx’s eyes dilated, and were as big as daisies. “Your minister has been tricking you about this event,” said the concise Gobseck. “You master me,” said the general-secretary, bowing with an air of profound respect, bordering however, on sarcasm. “True,” said Gobseck. “Can you mean to strangle me?” “Possibly.” “Well, then, begin your work, executioners,” said the secretary, smiling. “You will see,” resumed Gigonnet, “that the sum total of your debts is added to the sum loaned by us for the purchase of the property; we have bought them up.” “Here are the deeds,” said Gobseck, taking from the pocket of his greenish overcoat a number of legal papers. “You have three years in which to pay off the whole sum,” said Gigonnet. “But,” said des Lupeaulx, frightened at such kindness, and also by so apparently fantastic an arrangement. “What do you want of me?” “La Billardiere’s place for Baudoyer,” said Gigonnet, quickly. “That’s a small matter, though it will be next to impossible for me to do it,” said des Lupeaulx. “I have just tied my hands.” “Bite the cords with your teeth,” said Gigonnet. “They are sharp,” added Gobseck. “Is that all?” asked des Lupeaulx. “We keep the title-deeds of the property till the debts are paid,” said Gigonnet, putting one of the papers before des Lupeaulx; “and if the matter of the appointment is not satisfactorily arranged within six days our names will be substituted in place of yours.” “You are deep,” cried the secretary. “Exactly,” said Gobseck.